Happy Green Day

Well, Happy Freaking St. Patricks Day! Luck o' the Irish to ye! Or WHATEVER!

Dear Julie this one was for you:

I know, I know, I totally said (and believe) that this is the gayest and most unnecessary of holidays. But, we the Van Pattens dutifully did our green wearing, Irish loving best and put on the best green we could find. I mean hey, I'm all for keeping pinchers at bay. Aint noone gonna be pinching any part of my lucious flesh. Good thing we went to Target for our one outing of the day so my A for adorable children could be seen in their finery. So, without further ado, I give you our pictoral proof.


What's up with them both chewing their fingers? I know not.

Maggie is all kinds of peeved here 'cause I took her away from what was happening in the picture below. But holy crap, Max is cuter than any leprachaun out there.

I had to include this because really, there isn't much that Maggie loves more than a bath. Morgan was ridiculously dirty, therefore getting a "tubby", Maggie was looking on in pure jealousy. Dane was getting a ghetto scrubbing from his mama. And you'll be pleased to note that Maggie did indeed get her own tubby, in that real tub later. No sink for HER tonight!

Upon my FINE suggestion (see I AM getting into this holiday) Dixie died the pancake batter green. That's right, they were having pancakes and bacon for dinner. At the Dixon house, that happens at least once a week.

Dixie looking every so saucy as she flips the cakes. AND, she's proving her total rebelness, as she's the ONLY one in all the land not wearing green. And not only is she NOT wearing green, shes' wearing black, the very absence of color. Way to make a statement Dix.

My little Tater puff showing off the goods. I don't know when she grew into a freaking adult, but somehow it happened. She's 6, only two years away from her "ideal" age. Or so that is what she told me at age three when she showed up on my doorstep to lament the fact that she was totally done being 3, and wanted to be like 8 and grown up. Funny story, I'll share it another time in detail.

All the kiddos stuffed around Dixies wee table, in her wee kitchen. We were playing a little game of "how many people can be in Dixies kitchen at once." For the record, this time it was 4 adults and 7 children. AWESOME!!! Also, let it be written that Maggie had just eaten some corn beef and cabbage (courtesy of Julie), but apparently was in need of pancakes and bacon as well. She really is never happier than when she is with all her cousins. Even though the youngest there, she LOVES to think she's one of them.



All in all it was a fine day. If only I'd had some lucky charms this morning.

Leprechauns and pots of gold,

Allyson